SourenLa
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- Posted: Wed, 20 Jan 2010 13:11:40 +0000
DiaS

I am shy;; I am also one of the wind;;
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Dias pulled her books in front of her chest, as though an act of protection for her heart. Looking up at the big school made her insides turn. Slowly she turned around to see if the car with her foster mother inside her would take her away from this scary school. The car was already gone, Dias just about started crying even though she wasn’t surprised. Her foster mother had always been like that. The wind blew softly against her check, it supported her. The wind was her best friend. It pushed lightly on her back, pushing her towards the school.
Maybe the wind though that going to the school would be a good thing? To bad Dias really didn’t.
The girl resisted the wind, attempting to stay still. It blew harder on her back, but still the girl stood still. Suddenly a large gust blew and knocked the small girl to the ground. Somehow Dias managed to land right on her noggin. Sitting up, she put her head to it and then pulled it away. A few small drops of blood glisten on her hand.

